This weekend I was the birthday girl again although the "girl" part of it takes some suspension of disbelief in this case. I might just be pushing it but then again, says who? I still feel like I have some more growing up to do. Anyway, my reward for aging so gracefully was a packet of books (there can never be enough books), a bit of jewelery, a gorgeous CD of Melody Gardot's music (I think succulent would be a fitting way to describe it), and lots of flowers. It's been a great spring for lilacs and the tree outside our window is heavy with blooms this year so R brought some of them inside for me.
Along with the usual birthday celebrations I took time for the folk floral I'd begun carving two weeks ago.
I printed the first colour last Sunday, before we left for the Southern Cross exhibit;
Today I added in the second, a lovely vibrant gold:
I was most curious, clearing the block for the second colour, about the way the dots inside the leaves would turn out. I'm not always sure if I've carved a block deeply enough but my worries this time were unfounded. The dots turned out just fine...
...and I'm very satisfied with the way the print is shaping up so far.